If not made by hand, then surely hand operated and without a doubt hand taken.
For all the hands
little and big
that ran out of time.
For the fingers
that pressed all the right buttons
and wrapped around
the loved ones
when the tune started,
or got wrapped around
the little one
and the music was over.
For the times
that got out of hand.
The last time I was in Ljubljana, Slovenia for a week, there was no light, no sun and no day to speak of, so I took photos in the darkness. It didn’t make much difference.
This was the first time I was in Nostalgija, a vintage bar by the Ljubljanica river. There were many objects displayed and mounted on the ceiling, and advertisements reminded us of some times long past.
And right there, on the left… It’s a Wurlitzer.
I took these in a hurry as we were leaving and didn’t press play then. But now I have listened to them all and the A1 is the winner. Go on, make your pick.
This reminded me of the blog The Immortal Jukebox where i’m behind, like on so many others that I love and STILL don’t visit regularly. And sure enough, Thom wrote about this song too.
In response to Patrick Jennings’ Pic and a Word Challenge #163: Handmade